perpetual motion

So it's been the last couple days that my mind has been firing ideas off the wall. I wake up early tormented by the fact that I need to do something. To collect more information on rural living in order to better the healthcare management of rural places. I'm finding that I'm burning through books at an incredible pace and obsessing over courses in Wilderness First Aid, and rural survival skills in extreme conditions (eg. mountaineering, dogsledd'g, snowshoeing, etc.)

It's a blessing to think, but I find myself wired, think'g of doing stuff... But when it gets down to it, it's tough pioneering projects in order to get the bal rolling.

Just had lunch with a couple firends who just returned from Nepal - a place that is very dear in my heart. The new of working with a doctor there in dire need pains me as I'm caught in a situation where I can not in god conscious fundraise for him as I can not be guaranteed that funds will be used in the best possible manner - perhaps Noth American education has restricted me in my motions as detailed plans, and contingency plans must be in place before recklessly plunging into solutions. But at what point does this mantality crippling? I hope to never find out, but the enthusiasm of my 2 dear friends today resuscitated my burden to do my best - to make the most of every opportunity as per Ephesians 5:17-19 (Holy Bible)

And to work I go...